The Unwanted Wife: Revenge After Divorce

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g up the remote, I turned on the television to catch the early morning news. My fingers automatically found the b

r Amelia Cart

I just heard? The former Amelia Carter engaged? The voice had come from th

my confused mind could barely make out what he was saying. My gaze wa

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n and again, but it still did not change. The cup o

I looked down. My trousers and the couch were soaked through. At my feet, t

news item wasn't about my Amelia. There had to be what... dozens? Hundreds of Amelia's in the country, and Carter was by no means an u

up on the screen. The woman next to that bastard Damian, though bea

, and of course, Damian's bodyguards. Amelia smiled an

e of the reporters. I nearly went berserk when the smiling dark haired, scar faced creep slip

ended. The newscaster came back on. This time, he was with two guests in the studio

that I could shut out the images of Damian and Amelia together. How on earth

at her best friend was pregnant for me, without batting an eye, she had gone on her k

ess rival. He had no doubt married her to spite me, to insult me. To think the ordinary woman I had once ca

imaced and massaged my temple. I tried to keep thoughts of Amelia

voice came floatin

myself to speak at that moment. Soon

to check out the-" She stopped talking. I f

arly stepped on the smashed pieces of the coffee cup, but stopped herself in time

Did you hurt you

an to clean up the coffee stains on

u want to kill me?" I snapped

andkerchief onto the ground. Lucy's lips tu

she observed.

e television. "

en? How did that even happen? She's practically a nobody and he's like.... the most influential figure in the busines

lucky in his business dealings so far, but that's just it... luck whic

doesn't, love,

wanting to be touched, I sprang to

to him," Lucy mused. "But that does

"How on earth could she possibly have moved on so fast? Unless..." I stopped pacing abruptly as an unwelcome explana

me unbearably h

t it past her,

and appro

think-"

Ssh. What she may or may not have done doesn't m

cally. Liar, an annoyingly persis

t let the news get you all worked up. Amelia's old news. She's out of our lives and good

r statement, I frow

pped it underneath her blouse and rest

s. "Yes. Yes. You're right of course." But Am